Emcee cries out one last time as he does indeed come, spilling over Jay's hip, and gripping his shoulders tightly as his legs shake.

"Oh, fuck..." Panting through a breathy laugh, his cheeks are warm and flushed. But he's not done, and hopefully Jay won't be either for a while.

"I need you in my mouth," he gasps, kissing his neck and shoulder as he 'dismounts.'